I just finished stopping in at my (previoiusly) local oil change place in the Grand Valley and had an interesting encounter while waiting for my truck. There was a late 50ish woman with a lapdog in her lap, waiting as well. After a few minutes of silence, I decided to comment on the wonderful weather here. The conversation progressed a little and then she turned it to the invasion of mountain bikers who were descending on her little burg. She sounded a little bitter when she myopically expressed disdain for the closure of East Aspen St. for the FFTF this year. It seems that a small mom & pop flower shop on the closed section might have their Mother's Day business interrupted some because of the festivities. Sure, it's an inconvenience for the flower shop, but the overall shot in the arm that Fruita gets from the FFTF greatly overshadows any one business' minor inconvenience. When I moved to Fruita ten years ago, Fruita was turning into a ghost town/minor bedroom community for Grand Junction. Now it's a thriving and prosperous community due to a man's vision and the help from a small group of demented mountain bikers who believed in that vision. I hope that when this woman goes to sell her home in Fruita that she bought 20 years ago for ten thousand dollars and gets two hundred thousand for, remembers who helped make that possible instead of a flower shop's minor inconvenience.